The wall had bore the pain for the tenth time as Floyd hit it in frustration.
His bedroom wasn't left out as it also felt his rage. The sheets were in disorder, flown off the bed and lying miserably on the floor, the sofa upturned.
The table was pushed farther from its usual position and everything on it flung off.
The ink bottle was lying on the ground broken into pieces, the ink found its way out and smeared the floor.
Yet he wasn't satisfy and descended on his hair, pulling it aggressively and raking it violently. His heart was racing rapidly and his veins bulged.
"It's everything okay, alpha?"
His personal servant who had been standing at the door in panic as the loud sounds from smashing of things, hitting the wall and pushing of furnitures assaulted his ears and head.
"Get out!!" He hurled voluminously and he skedaddled in fear.
"Alora!!" He groaned, stared at his bulge and thumped his fist on the bed.
"Why are you tormenting me?"
His irritation weakened him that he fell heavily on his knees and placed his forehead on the floor.
Ever since he slept with Alora, he had been dwelling in intense eroticism. His libido had spiked that he hardly enjoyed a good sleep every night.
Her images kept tormenting him and transformed him into a surly fellow.
He hid in his chamber, refused to appear in his court, ignored several matters awaiting his attention.
Why should he appear in public where he would definitely get a glimpse of her, then his organ would disgrace him by jumping in excitement in the presence of many.
He wasn't in for such embarrassment and wasn't ready to be called sultry names in the pack since no alpha had been seen or heard moving around his pack with a bulge beneath his pants.
Otto's several attempts to see him were futile, he also tried to mind-link him many times, but he shut him out.
In his languished state, he had sought satisfaction from his luna, but Alora's images wouldn't let him as her unfiltered voice, moans, sweet sensual words filled his head.
The last time he went to his luna, his erection slumped when he was about to thrust into her. How frustrating that was!
He sat on the floor, his hands around his knees as he endured his uncomfortable hardening.
Perhaps, he should try again with his luna, who knew, it might work. So he tried to mind-link her, but as usual, failed.
Left with one option, Otto, he mind-linked him for the first time in three weeks. "Send my luna to me!"
Otto's heart rumbled in delight to hear his alpha's voice after such a long time.
"Floyd!! What's up with you, I'm damn worried man!!"
The worry in his voice was discerned by Floyd and he knew his beta must be bothered about his well being.
"Send my luna over!!" And he shut him out again.
Otto furrowed his brows and his brain crashed in confoundment. Why was Floyd's voice agonized?
"I just hope you're fine Floyd?" He muttered then headed to call Hera.
Moment later, the door was knocked.
"Love, you sent for me." Hera's voice rang, it was as soft and enticing, he gazed at the door in uncertainty.
Would he get the satisfaction he seek from her? Would the result be same as always? He gazed down at his painful groin and groaned deeply in frustration.
He placed his hands over his face and let out a deep breath.
After a quick deliberation, he rose to his feet, and opened the door. Once she was in, he shut it and shifted his gaze on her.
He hoped for a reaction from his wolf but the guy had hibernated and shut him out, same pleasant treatment he served his beta.
Whether Kylo was annoyed, frustrated or sad, he couldn't tell.
Hera's eyes ran over him, and involuntarily blinked repeatedly when she noticed his bulge.
An unconscious frown sipped out her face which was already deeply flushed.
"Ease me!!" His usual pleasant voice when with her became icy.
"What?" She tilted her head quizzically, giving him a dazed look.
Realizing she was lost, he pointed at his bulge. "Ease me!!"
His cold eyes shot through her body and she felt chills spread down her spine. Her blank gaze shifted to his bulge and remained there.
She opened her mouth to speak but closed it back and swallowed hard.
With a deep sigh, he unzipped his pants, pulled down his brief and his length sprung out.
Hera gasped as an electrifying finger ran speedily round her body. He was huge and thickened.
"Do it!!" The roar rang an alarm in her head, reminding her what she was supposed to do.
Quickly, she walked over and took his length, rubbing it gently like it was a treasure.
A deep groan ran out his gut and he held the wall to steady himself. But he needed more, he needed what Alora gave him.
"Taste it!!"
She went on her knees before him, scanned his face for a second for what she had no idea of, then lowered her head and gently took his tip between her lips.
It felt soft and warm in her mouth and she held it steadily for a moment, running her tongue over it.
"Yes!! Do it!!" He arched his back, licking and biting his lips.
Her tongue twirled around the soft tip and instantly hardened him more. He shut his eyes and gripped her hair with his other free hand.
Then, she took his whole lenght into her mouth and he began to push deeper down her throat, thrusting with all the lust that had settled in him.
"Fuck!!"
His head became filled with Alora's image, her tongue running on his length, her palm rubbing his tip, her tongue licking his pre-cum, the lustful look in her eyes when he thrust into her mouth, the way she licked her lips when he shot his load down her gut.
The more he visualized, the more his libido soared, but then, he opened his eyes and gazed down at her, and instantly, a garment of melancholy was draped on him.
It wasn't Alora, it was Hera. All the excitement he felt earlier disappeared. His elevated libido crashed and his hardening took a bow.
"Get out!!" He pulled out his length from her mouth and yanked up his brief.
She rose to her feet, a look of bemusement crossed her face and her eyelids flickered repeatedly.
"Alp....I..." The words she wished to let out stuck in her throat as several layers of unsettled emotions slumped in her.
He asked to be eased and she willingly embarked on the tour, he drowned in enjoyment but then, the fire suddenly quenched and he barked at her.
Was it her fault? A feeling of misery smashed her and she staggered backward, blinking away the tears that had come to settle in her eyes.
Speedily she headed to the door, running away from the pit of despair his cold eyes were pushing her to.
Then he realized yelling at her was wrong. It wasn't her fault rather his. If he had successfully gotten rid of Alora's images in his head, he wouldn't be in such situation.
He raked his head in frustration and shut his eyes tightly, then slowly opened them.
"I'm sorry Hera."
The softened, appeasing voice halted her. She held the door knob and her shoulder hunched.
"I've been suffering a lot these days and it's toiling greatly on my emotions." He had no reason to vent on her, she was innocent and a victim.
She was the luna of his pack, whose well being should be one of his priorities, including her bedroom satisfaction, but he had failed woefully in that aspect all because of one time with Alora.
Slowly, she shifted her misted eyes on him. "I know. Being an alpha comes with difficulties and I understand." Her voice thickened with unshed tears.
She trudged to him, wrapped her arm round his waist, raised her face and kissed him.
"I love you Floyd." She didn't lie, she truly loved him.
"I'll always be here anytime you need me."
Then she deepened the kiss and he responded aggressively, his hands trailing round her body.
He broke the kiss, peered into her eyes and revealed a small smile. "Thank you Hera."
"Easy alpha." She pulled out of his embrace and headed to the door.
"Send Alora." The name ignited a spark of hatred in her and she stopped to pierce her questioning eyes on him.
Seemed like Alora would be the venting tool. Great!! As long as he punished and tortured that wolf-less servant of hers, she wouldn't mind licking the ground for him.
"I'll do that immediately." She exited the room in high-spirit knowing, Alora would be served the alpha's fury soon.
Alora stood in front of the door, her heart thundering and her body trembling.
The last time he requested her presence in his chamber, he almost drowned her in his tub after he made her move round the large chamber, thirty times on her knees.
She had been avoiding him since the day she woke up in his bedroom, fortunately, he had been indoor, not appearing, even in the court.
She expected his summon, to yell at her, reprimand her or even send her to be tortured for the dirty act of that night, but for three weeks, there wasn't any reaction from him.
Mustering up, she pushed the door and went in. He was standing in front of his closet, facing away from her.
"Is it mate?"
Kylo yawned and peered his eyes. So it'd been sleeping while he was drowning in discomfort.
"It's mate!" It leaped happily and began to trot excitedly.
He couldn't chastised his wolf as he wasn't different. The tingling knot in his stomach should be same with his wolf.
"You sent for me alpha."
The moment her voice reached his ears, he felt his organ jerk, his sexual appetite increased and his adam apple rolled.
That voice!! He recalled the way it sounded that night, the way it asked for more, moaned his name and screamed in pleasure.
Turning swiftly, he walked over to her in quick steps and pulled her into his embrace.
Her breath hitched as she gave in to temporary paralysis.
"I missed you Alora!!" His arousal rendered his voice husky.
She stood, staring blankly at him, her mind filled with bizarre thoughts.
Shouldn't he hate her? Shouldn't he punish her?
The moment their eyes met, rays of emotions radiated from their eyes and entwined. She felt herself glued to him that she couldn't reject him.
His fingers trailed on her cheeks, sending another ray into her. "Alora! It hurts please."
His captivating voice made it difficult to tear away from his embrace, rather, she found her hands gripping his back tightly, then her head rested on his chest.
He raked his hand through her hair, his breathing heavy. "I'm starving please, feed me."
She gazed into his eyes, opened her mouth but couldn't form a word. Her charming eyes captivated him, that he couldn't wait any longer.
He bent forward and gently took her lips and to his greatest glee, she responded, parting hers to grant him access.
His hand reached for the hem of her dress and he quickly raised it up and pulled it off her body exposing her skin glistening with passion.
Not disconnecting the kiss, he slumped into the bed with her sitting on his thigh, slowly left her lips and yanked off her straps. He took her peak between his lips, relishing its sweetness.
She threw her head backward, bit her lips to suppress the moan about escaping but who was she to conquer her emotions.
She began to feel the throbbing in her middle which was accompanied with a great deal of wetness.
"Floyd!!"
That was the first time she addressed him by his name and it sounded pleasing to his ears.
She began to roll her thigh on his hardening to ease the throbbing pressure in her core.
Her breathing became heavy and his name kept slipping from her lips.
He slipped his hand on her silk and was blown away by desire when he felt the wet fabric.
His finger worked on the fabric caging her core and she screamed in pleasure.
"Did you miss me?" And she nodded without hesitation, then began to wonder why she nodded, why the act of that night was happening again.
She should push him away, tell him it was wrong, but she was powerless. Something she couldn't lay her hands on had pinned her to Floyd that she couldn't resist him.
"I missed your taste Alora but I'm starving greatly."
The hushed voice sparked off a ticklish feeling and she trembled under his touch.
Slipping out his hand, he unzipped his pants and let out his length, then raised her rear cheeks and pushed her silk to the side, lifted her to sit on his lenght.
Guiding it with her hand, she slowly sank into it, her teeth gripping her lips.
"Fuck Alora!!" And he began to roll her hips on his length. Soon, she familiarized with the movement and straddled him excitedly.
He connected their lips, and stroked her peaks which he knew must have caused her increased movement, igniting numerous flames in him.
"It's yours Alora, ride it!!" Did he just say that? Or his wolf did?
"Yeah!! Floyd!!" She straddled faster, her fluid a lubricant for easier movement and the sound of her moist core slapping his length filled the room.
He felt his length fill up and the load rushing to the tip but he wasn't willing to end it.
He had missed her for three weeks, longed for her for three weeks, imagined her riding him for twenty three days and finally, she was on him, sending him to the peak of pleasure.
His fingers working magic on her peaks didn't relent, and their action transported her to greatest height of desire.
He felt her rapid movement and trembling body, he knew she was about to give in. How beautiful it would be if they gave in together.
"Floyd!!"
And just as his name left her lips she convulsed, held him tightly and instantly with a loud groan, he shot his load into her, gripped her tightly, bit her shoulder as the after-shock quivered him.
With heavy breathing, he stared into her bright eyes and his lips sub-consciously curled upward.
His gaze settled on his mark nearly invisible on her neck and he stroked it.
It seemed like a wave of pleasure was sitting on the mark that the moment his finger touched it, intense arousal spread through her.
She trembled greatly and gripped his arm. "Floyd!" She whispered.
He could still feel his erection which wasn't ready to sleep. Why should it, when he hadn't eaten to his fill.
"Do you want more?" And she nodded forthwith! Then he took her over and over again until she was too feeble to lift a finger.
"Sleep!" He whispered, when he noticed her effort to keep her eyes opened and like she was waiting for his order, shut her eyes and soon, drifted off.
Slowly, he got out of the bed, stared intently at her with a complicated expression, then headed to the bathroom to freshen up.